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Episode 149 by Aloka 2

"Have you forgotten those bastard humans betrayed our race by making us fall and shields in the front row!" king Darsa shouted while pounding the table.

His two younger siblings bowed except for Barsha who was still holding her head up, king Darsa looked at Barsha sharply responding with a leisurely Barsha slightly smiling.

"Have you forgotten what happened?" asked the king of Darsa with overflowing anger as long as he wanted to kill Barsha.

"The vengeance I never got out of was flowing in my blood, I hate the humans you can see from the price of my fugitive" Barsha said as she stood up.

"How foolish you are to love a man who has the blood of a traitor" said Barsha, staring intently at the king of Darsa.

Their aura overflowed to the outside of the palace made many people afraid to faint because of the tightness in their funds I the aura of the king of Darsa and the prince of Barsha clashed.

No exception Faisal who was meditating he also felt the aura to make him lose concentration.

"Stop fighting like a child, you have lived tens of thousands of years..!" prince Raksha shouted while giving off such a terrifying aura.

Prince Karsha just watched while eating food in front of him without worrying about anything.

"Raksha kaka first started, he loved a daughter of a traitor nation even worse she was the daughter of the Suarta clan!" shouting Barsha.

"Are you willing to destroy our world only for women***** that..!" barsha shouted while flipping the table.

"SPRAKE..!"

King Darsa kicked the table into the wall of the room and was finally destroyed.

In an instant the king of Darsa had strangled Barsha along with it his two brothers had held the hand of the king of Darsa trying to release him.

Can not be denied the power of king Darsa is above them all to make the three of them overwhelmed.

"Don't let go of your hand otherwise Barsha will die..!" raksha shouted while pulling the hand of the king of Darsa.

"So you know we are brothers what you did has passed our enemy is human not our own brother" said Karsha while holding the right hand of the king of Darsa.

"You think Laksmi is just a human being but the truth is that he is the world to me you should never insult him with the mouth of your bike is a jerk..!" said the king of Darsa while throwing Barsha to fall along with the others.

"I always remember the words of King Rakhsadaksa if love is worship and love is duty, all this time I have always followed the lust and only the emptiness that I received but when I pursue his love Laksmi a sense of happiness is always created" said king Darsa while cleaning his clothes.

"Hey old man your love will end with destruction until you see our bodies all around you only you stand you remember" said Prince Barsha standing up.

"I'll be back when you remember me" Barsha said before leaving.

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Next morning.

The commotion last night became a conversation for the people of the lower class where they are still actively making a living at that hour.

On this day also I will be conducted the participants have been waiting at the Colosseum, not least Faisal who has prepared from night.

The residents are very enthusiastic about this competition they come in droves to watch not only many local residents as well as tourists from various kingdoms including Earth.

The drama troupe hasn't returned they have to watch.

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The Colosseum.

"Aren't you afraid of me anymore?" ask King Darsa to Laksmi.

"I appreciate your efforts even though it will fail, I will accompany you as long as my fiance has not come to pick me up" Laksmi replied she covered her face with a veil until people did not know if she was Laksmi.

"What if your fiance doesn't come to pick you up?" the land of king Darsa.

"That's impossible, don't make me hate you anymore" Laksmi replied.

Prince Raksha as the general of the kingdom of Aloka stood up and jumped into the arena of the Colosseum.

"Welcome to the audience I greet you with respect as the general of Aloka kingdom and as the host of the competition, he said, his Majesty the venerable king of Darsa thank you for his generosity until you are willing to come to this place to watch the competition that I made" said Prince Raksha.

How many moments later after prince Raksha said such a boring thing.

There were dozens of people with big, burly bodies walking slowly to the center of the arena carrying a stage on which had been covered by a red cloth.

Everyone was amazed when they saw the stage.

"It seems that you think the stage contains a god weapon that used to be known as the precision where he never misses when aiming at someone" said Prince Raksha.

"Well you can see the bow of the god Agra" said prince Raksha as he pulled the cloth covering the stage.

It looks like a wooden bow wrapped by the tree roots and becomes the arrow thread.

Everyone seemed amazed they gawked as if they could not believe the bow was a weapon used by a god.

"This mush is made using black iron wood where all weapons can not cut even the god's own weapon, this bow is formed naturally so that one pull of this bow can create a very strong wind blowing to create a hurricane" said Prince Raksha.

"Even myself unable to pull this bow, not only that to lift it need 25 people at the king level" said Prince Raksha.

"The winner will get this bow and will also get my daughter" said Prince Raksha as he pointed to his daughter who sat in the lower seat of the king of Darsa.

Everyone looked at Saras' daughter, as if they did not like her, and Saras threw her face away.

"All right let's start the ceremony" said prince Raksha along with that drum in the tabuh and trumpet in sound.

"Saras if you get such a bad husband you can kill him on the first night, I'll give you a gun for it" whispered king Darsa.

Saras turned around"are you kidding me?" ask Saras.

"Of course I'm just joking, Saras we can't choose someone we love to be a mate" said king Darsa.

"Then?"

"But you don't worry that your soul mate will surely love you" said King Darsa.

"Then why did you kidnap me who was the soul mate of the Spelling Prince?" laksmi asked in a whisper.

"You were created for me Spelling is just a hurdle that I have to go through to win you over, even though the whole world is the obstacle then I will destroy it" replied the king of Darsa arrogantly.

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Seriate.

For those who ask for Faisal's memory behind you must be patient, be patient, at this time Faisal would mature his nature where he would eliminate all of his childish qualities and also his naivety was not only that Faisal would also become stronger.